Breaking the habit

Normally I think of Valentine's Day as Break Up Day, given my relationship with KiwiNuts ended around the second week of February, 2001. There's bitterness, moping and general blah.

This year, I'm wanting to break that pattern. So, while I'm still considering the speed-dating party on the day itself (vaguely terrifying thought, dropping myself into a large room full of other single people), I am at least going to mark it with something ego-boosting. So, cute little meme-thing, ganked from [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]:


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Ain't nobody who can sing like me...

Guitar lesson tonight, for the first time in months: Johnny's been insanely busy and distracted and the rest of it. However, tonight we played for a good couple of hours - not quite to finger bleeding stage, thank you Bryan Adams - and he gave me a capo, which is one of those gizmos you use to change the key you're playing in. It's all very exciting. :)

And I'm not as out of practice as I thought I might be, given the last time I played was New Year's, and drunkenly at that.

Johnny was also telling me about his List. There are 502 songs he knows how to play, off the top of his head or with a minimum of prepping. Isn't he a clever clogs?

Oh, and today my shoes exploded. So I have to go shoe shopping. Bleah.